The King of Variety Entertainment

The mother smiled and held Xiao Ai's hand and said, "Daughter, don't be so polite, Yang An is not bad for this money. Your fans can see him, it is the best gift."

Xiao Ai was a little apprehensive: "How can that be! Hundreds of thousands of dollars, not a small sum!"

My mother smiled, and was very determined: "If you really want to do something, do it from other aspects, charity, education, funds, all in one, Yang An can't accept it."

Xiao Ai was touched, and looking at Mother Yang An again, the same worship.

When everything was quiet, my mother went back to the ward, blaming, "Do n’t sing, do n’t sing, what to do if your voice is broken? Right, the female anchor named Xiao Ai said that whale shark net is 500,000 for you, I did n’t want this money."

Yang An hesitated: "In fact, you can take it down and do something for public welfare. How about we set up a Yang An Charitable Foundation? For example, which fans are in trouble and need assistance ... I don't fancy it. This money, I mean, if the fans knew that the money given to me was stopped by her, would it affect her? "

The mother laughed: "You are a patient yourself, and you care about others! I told her and asked her to donate."

For Li Xintong's commercial concert, he won't get any less.

Sing it to the fans, thank the fans for seeing him, you can't get more.

This is a matter of principle, Yang An clearly points out.

In fact, Xiao Ai also clearly distinguished. It happened that the person in charge of Whale Shark Network contacted her. The two sides hit it off, more than 500,000, and the site did not need to pump a penny. The more it costs to treat heart disease!

(Room 308, Li Yuezheng was lying on the bed bored playing with mobile phone, occasionally yawning, rubbing his stomach, mother's egg was hungry again, this guy Cao Xiaobao, asked him to buy early, why not come back? Isn't it ten sticks of dough sticks Why did it take so long ...)

At this time, it was only about 9 o'clock in the morning.

Although the war started, the athletes facing each other did not seem to be living in the same time and space.

The non-famous comic dialogue master Wang Shun fought until the early hours of the night last night. Because of his emotions, he was tossed up and down. Most of the nights didn't go to sleep well. He just tossed up until 8 o'clock this morning to get up.

"Although I have no deep hatred with you, I just want to fight you! Without fighting you, how can I get ahead? Without getting ahead, how can I become famous? Without fame, how can I revive the Southern Crosstalk?"

Wang Shun wiped his face with a towel, drew at the corner of his mouth, and hummed, "You do n’t give Haige's face, you do n’t give me a comeback, I ’ll call your crew. , A little girl who answered the phone dared to be so cold and wanted to drop me, because you are not self-taught and blame me, so don't blame me for being ruthless! "

Zhan Yang'an, on the one hand, revealed his hatred, and on the other hand, he showed favor to Beijin TV station. Wang Shun had no chance to be a comedian, so he could only join the Quyi Tea Party.

He had no choice but to take the first step and never looked back.

"Out of power or turned off automatically?" Wang Shun lighted up the phone that had been turned off overnight, wondering in his mind. Today, Friday, a week later, and another two weeks, he can prepare to go to Beijin TV station to record programs.

Didi Didi Didi ...

The phone rang loudly, all text messages, a dozen.

Wang Shun opened the list and started from the first one: "Yo! Good thing! Li Yue is hospitalized, retired! Hahahaha! Ah? Yang An is also hospitalized? Is this true?"

Ecstatic Wang Shun quickly turned on the laptop and waited for the start-up time. He double-checked the text message.

The first few were sent by some navy friends. The time was about one or two in the morning. They all mentioned that Yang An and Li Yue were hospitalized. The last few were spam messages. They were all tips from mobile companies. Who said who called? The call came because I didn't receive the shutdown, and there was a call from Director Qiao.

Wang Shun quickly called back to Director Qiao, only two beeps, and then connected.

Wang Shun was happy: "Director Qiao, Li Yue retired, did Yang An also ..."

"I'm in a meeting!"

Toot ...

Director Qiao hanged Wang Shun's phone abruptly, leaving him completely unconscious.

Wang Shun opened the webpage and automatically landed on his Weibo space, rubbing his eyes, and more than 3,000 unread private messages. What the **** is this?

Looking at the homepage again, the mouse scrolled a bit, and Wang Shun suddenly became furious!

The endless replies were all abusive to his family. I don't know how many netizens exploded his Weibo space!

Wang Shun was so trembling with anger that he scrolled down two pages and couldn't read it anymore.

All posts in your own space have been exploded!

All exploded!

None survived!

Some of the essays, talks, and thoughts he wrote a year ago, as well as the photos of his cross talk performance, were not spared, and each one was exploded hundreds of times!

"Grass your mother!" Wang Shun yelled, his blood swelled, his body trembling.

Needless to say, it must be Yang An's counterattack!

There are too many comments, @he has too many people, and Wang Shun cannot find the master Yang An from the crowd.

But he remembered Yang An ’s nickname, searched directly, and without thinking, shouted in the first post: "Sinister villain! Don't think you have too many fans, you can call them to explode my Weibo! If you want to fight, you The bright and righteous fight with me, don't hide from it and make a move! Oh! "

Five minutes later, Wang Shun was dumbfounded, and his unread private messages soared again and increased by more than 1,000!

And he found that from head to toe, Yang An had not dealt with his martyrdom, didn't name him and scold him, did not mention @ 他, and did not even mention the cross talk.

Wang Shun was incessantly bitter. Just now he was angry and angry, and he was stunned. Sure enough, the provocative reply he just sent out was hung up and whipped by angry netizens!

"Animals! Brother Yang has tolerated this, you are still sprinkling here!"

"An inferior animal ... so shameless!"

"What the **** did you do for your uncle? Exploding your Weibo has nothing to do with Yang Geer, it's the head of my ghost sword!"

"Is Wangshun of Lingnan Quyi Troupe right? You wait, brothers and sisters who are flying today will have to rush to Lingnan to kill you asshole! It's not a thing, it's not a thing!"

"Scum! Scum! Hey!"

Wang Shun's head was dizzy, and he suspected he had been fooled.

"I know, Yang An must be pretending to be pathetic, yes, she must be sympathetic ..."

Wang Shun was a little flustered holding the mobile phone. He wanted to call Director Qiao and wanted to call Wang Heyun. The bell rang and the phone rang, scaring him to the ground.

Qiu Jiuling!

Qiu Jiuling's anger vented like a storm: "I misunderstood you, Wang Shun, you are a real villain! Don't think that your master Yu Wei can protect you for a lifetime, even if the Southern School cross talk is ruined, it will not happen On you, you do n’t even have the right to talk about cross talk. You are not worthy of being a song artist! I warn you Wang Shun, do n’t show up in front of me, otherwise, I will let you eat my old punches! "

After a scolding, Wang Shun had no resistance, and Qiu Jiuling hung up the phone.

"what!"

Wang Shun almost didn't shake the phone, the jingle bell rang again, and the second person who scolded him appeared, and was another big brother in comic dialogue!

Wang Shun was annoyed. He just turned off the phone and just refreshed the webpage. A familiar name @ 了 他, an elder apprentice of Li Qiankun, sent a personal message, and he clicked in and watched.

"The master hasn't laughed so happily in ten years ..."

Then there are two vertical columns of serial pictures, sets of pictures.

In the first row, there are two pictures. On the left is a photo of last year's cross talks of Zhongjing TV station.

In the second row, the two apprentices, who were replaced by Father Li, talked to each other, holding smiles on their faces, and the father on the right was expressionless.

In the third row, another set of partners changed, and the old man was expressionless.

In the fourth row, Yang An and Li Yue Cao Xiaobao were on TV. Father Li laughed so much that he could even see the dentures he had made up!

Wang Shun is furious. What does this mean? Still not obvious? Why put his Wangshun first? Does he mean that Wang Shun is not as good as Yang An?

The following replies are all from the media and Quyi circles. Wang Shun looked at these ids and was shocked.

Zhongjing TV liked: "Father Li is funny and humorous!"

China Quyi Association officially praises: "Professor Li sees the pearl with good eyes, the newcomer Yang An is pretty good!"

Qiu Jiuling liked: "The first comic actor has never heard of it."

The comedian official praised it: "Thank you, Mr. Li, for cultivating newcomers, and I wish my father a long and healthy life ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

Tang Shun, director of the Spring Festival Gala, praised: "Except the two people in the first picture who don't know each other, they are all the best cross talk actors in China. In today's weak environment, cross talk actors should support each other, be united and cannot learn. Cao Yong was a man like that! He was born with the same roots.

Wang Shun is going to vomit blood. If you boast about Yang An, boast, picking up the first picture to say something. What does it mean?

And Qiu Jiuling, who called just now? Don't know me yet? I **** don't know you yet!

I hinder you to mess with you? Who is the director of the Spring Festival Gala Tang Shun? Why are you too anxious about frying? Who knows who is frying? Didn't Yang An's show team first make things difficult for me, would I fight him back?

Another call came from a leader of China Central Television. He exchanged the number with him last year when he held a cross talk contest. Wang Shun was connected. He just uttered a cold voice: "Wang Shun, China Central Television's Spring Festival Gala and The Lantern Festival party is all right for you! "

Wang Shun was anxious: "It's not Director He, I ... Hey! Hey!"

Toot ...

The other party hangs up!

Asshole! Okay, the Lantern Festival Art Party invites me to come on stage to talk cross talk! Wang Shun kicked the trash can and got angry!

Wang Shun contacted Director Qi of Beijin TV, the other party was not in the service area! Damn, it just got through!

Then call Wang Heyun, the head of Qingyun Society, no one will answer!

Wang Shun called all the people in the Quyi industry who knew him. No one was willing to answer his call!

Wang Shun finally knew that he was scared. I didn't expect that all walks of life regarded him as a tumor.

At this time, the director of Beijin TV, Qiao, was in a meeting. The production department, the director, the reviewer, some leaders were staring at him, waiting for his statement.